My goodness, Richard, thank you! What an interesting idea. I never heard of anything like that!

I'll keep it in mind. I got a bug-zapper racquet and a regular fly swatter. I've dispatched a few with those, and the fly population seems to have decreased greatly.

I did call the apartment management. Their next step is to get the exterminators in to bomb the apartment. I told them let's see how the zapper works, and if it doesn't, then we could do that. Maybe I should try the Bug-A-Salt too!

Pat

I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.

It's a little hard to cock, but it's fun and if you don't mind cleaning up a little salt?

I made a sling for mine and keep it ready to rock.

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That is an interesting idea! Is it the salt that is actually killing them or the impact? Just curious. My fly problem is much better, and I don't like what you have to do just to bomb the place, nor the bombing chemicals. I'd rather work on eliminating the sources of the creep flying things.

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1

The clock of life is wound but once and no man has the power
To know just when the hands will stop - on what day, or what hour.
Now is the only time you have, so live it with a will -
Don't wait until tomorrow - the hands may then be still.
~~~~true author unknown~~~~

That is an interesting idea! Is it the salt that is actually killing them or the impact? Just curious. My fly problem is much better, and I don't like what you have to do just to bomb the place, nor the bombing chemicals. I'd rather work on eliminating the sources of the creep flying things.

It's the impact of the salt. It's like a shot-gun effect and even if they aren't killed at first, it stuns them enough so that you can kill them - I carry a tissue to snatch them up with.

It does work fairly well in places where you cant get a real swing or impact with a swatter.

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It's more geared toward a guy's desire to shoot and kill flies and laugh about it later on.....

That is an interesting idea! Is it the salt that is actually killing them or the impact? Just curious. My fly problem is much better, and I don't like what you have to do just to bomb the place, nor the bombing chemicals. I'd rather work on eliminating the sources of the creep flying things.

I don't like the idea of bombing the place either. That would mean I'd have to get all the cats out AGAIN, before whatever time the bombers actually show up at the apartment (of which I'd only have been given a general idea), then however long it takes to do their thing, and then for the stuff to dry. The apartment-management office person told me it takes two hours to dry, but I don't trust that figure. And I wonder if even after it dried there would be dried bomb residue all around that might not be all that good for the cats (or me) either.

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I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.

Not sure what it's called but if you PM me with your address, I'll pick one up and send it to you.

Rest In Peace Casey (Bubba Dude) Your paw print will remain on my heart forever. 12/02
Mollie Rose, you were there for me through good times and in bad, from the beginning.Your passing will leave a hole in my heart.We will be together "One Fine Day". 1994-2009
MooShoo,you left me too soon.I wasn't ready.Know that you were my soulmate and have left me broken hearted.I loved you like no other. 1999 - 2010See you again "ONE FINE DAY"
Maya Linn, my heart is broken. The day your beautiful blue eyes went blind was the worst day of my life.I only wish I could've done something.I'll miss your "premium" purr and our little "conversations". 1997-2013 See you again "ONE FINE DAY"

UGH!!! I feel your pain, Pat. I despise those nasty critters, and I go slightly ballistic when even one gets in the house. A year ago last Spring we had an invasion of them - who knows where they came from - but I used the tacky strips for a couple of weeks before I finally got rid of them. That, and the good old fashioned swatter finally did them in. I hate when they get in, in the Fall too. They get slow and stupid and fly right in your face. YUK!

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Wolfy ~ Fuzzbutt #3

My little dog ~ a heartbeat at my feet

Sparky the Fuzzbutt - PT's DOTD 8/3/2010
RIP 2/28/1999~10/9/2012

Myndi the Fuzzbutt - Mom's DOTD - Everyday
RIP 1/24/1996~8/9/2013

Ellie - Mom to the Fuzzbuttz

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1

The clock of life is wound but once and no man has the power
To know just when the hands will stop - on what day, or what hour.
Now is the only time you have, so live it with a will -
Don't wait until tomorrow - the hands may then be still.
~~~~true author unknown~~~~

UGH!!! I feel your pain, Pat. I despise those nasty critters, and I go slightly ballistic when even one gets in the house. A year ago last Spring we had an invasion of them - who knows where they came from - but I used the tacky strips for a couple of weeks before I finally got rid of them. That, and the good old fashioned swatter finally did them in. I hate when they get in, in the Fall too. They get slow and stupid and fly right in your face. YUK!

Thanks, Ellie. Maybe I will try the regular old kinds of strips that hang down. The ones the apartment maintance guy got me that you stick in the windows, and that I also stuck in places with more fly traffic, didn't catch a single one.

I tend to take a live-and-let-live attitude towards God's other creatures on this earth, but flies are an exception. they're nasty, they're dirty, and they spread germs and disease, and whatever works is the way to go.

I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.